Xiangyang Lane, the old house of the Lin family, a round of crescent moon hangs high in the night, the wind is swaying, the shadows of the trees are swaying, and a black figure jumps from the roof in the distance, and its body is like a fallen leaf on the big tree in front of the old house, and it passes over the wall.

The old house of the Lin family in Xiangyang Lane is the seclusion of Lin Yuantu in his later years, and at this time it has long been uninhabited, and it looks a little dilapidated, with only two courtyards in front and back. The black shadow entered the courtyard, pried open the door, and searched the room in the front yard, but did not find the Buddhist hall recorded in the book, so he closed the door again and went to the backyard.

The backyard was larger than the frontyard, and although it was as dilapidated as it was, it was more secluded, and they searched one by one until they came to the middle room, where a faint smell of incense came from inside, and the night breeze moved and pried the door open.

Push open the door, sure enough, it is the Buddhist hall recorded in the book, by the hazy moonlight, the night wind only saw the empty Buddha hall, a painting on the front wall, and a table was placed under the painting, there were two red candles standing on the table, the night wind took out the flint from his arms, rubbed it twice, lit the candle, the fire lit up, looked up, sure enough, it was an ink painting of the Bodhidharma ancestor facing the wall, but it looked a little yellow.

There is an extremely dilapidated futon in front of the offering table, there are incense burners, wooden fish, Buddhist scriptures on the table, and there are most of the incense ashes in the incense burner, and the night breeze looks at the faint incense burner in the incense burner, and thinks, it seems that the Lin family is still worth saving, after all, filial piety is worthy of respect in any era.

And seeing that the table was spotlessly clean, he knew that the Lin family must have often sent someone to clean it, so it would be so tidy. Thinking of this, his good impression of Lin Zhennan deepened again.

Raise your head and look at the portrait of the ancestor of Bodhidharma again, although the strokes are concise, only a few strokes, but it is a vivid tribute to the charm of the ancestor of Bodhidharma, both form and spirit. The ancestor left his hand behind him, his right index finger pointed to the roof, the night breeze moved slightly, the figure flashed instantly, the body was like a rainbow, rushing up, the left hand hooked the beam, the right hand groped for a while on the roof beam, and found that one of the wooden blocks on the beam was slightly moving, and he was happy, gently pushed, moved to the side, reached into the mold, and sure enough, he touched a soft piece of clothing, pulled outward, and sprinkled down with a stream of dust.

The night wind put the wooden blocks on the beam again, floated down like a fallen leaf, shook the dust on the clothes, unfolded it, and saw that it was indeed a robe, only to see that the robe was quite old, and turned it inward, sure enough, it was full of dense small characters, although the handwriting was small, but it was the slightest appearance under the eyes of the night wind.

The robe is composed of five clothes, ancestral clothes, seven clothes, The syandana is composed, and the robe that records the evil sword is just the red cloak in it, but it is made of fine silk, light and soft, the whole syandana is not big, the night wind takes it into his arms, and he is quite curious about the evil sword method recorded in his heart, after all, the evil sword is part of the sunflower treasure book, and the reason why the East is undefeated is called the first master of martial arts, is just to practice the sunflower treasure book, if you can get a glimpse of the mystery of the sunflower treasure book from the evil sword method, then the East is undefeated is also a knowledge of the roots.

Looking at the bleak and lonely scene of the Buddhist hall, I don't know if Lin Yuantu will regret being vulgar in his later years, after all, it can be seen from the layout of the Buddhist hall that Lin Yuantu still has a deep attachment to Shaolin.

However, it can also be seen from this that the hidden danger of the evil sword technique is not as big as imagined, after all, there is not the slightest smell of fat powder here, you can know that Lin Yuantu is not like Yue Buqun and Lin Pingzhi in the book After practicing the evil sword technique, he became a sissy, and the side effects of it are just a bit feminine.

However, although this is the case, Night Wind does not have the slightest intention of cultivating the evil sword technique, after all, the martial arts realm of Night Wind itself is not low, not to mention that every martial art he cultivates is no longer under the evil sword technique, so how can he cultivate this secret book with hidden dangers.

After putting away the robe, the night wind wanted to turn around and leave, but suddenly stopped, turned around and came to the offering table, picked up three sticks of incense, lit it, and respectfully gave three salutes to the portrait of the ancestor of Bodhidharma: "The ancestor is above, although the disciple himself does not believe in Buddhism, but today he offended the ancestor, and asked the ancestor to forgive the sin, after all, the disciple is also to eliminate the crisis of your old disciple." ”

Inserted the incense into the incense burner, bowed three times again, extinguished the candle with a wave of his sleeves, and the night breeze quietly retreated, like a ghost, and disappeared in the Lin family's old house in a blink of an eye.

Returned to the Lin family's guest room, closed the doors and windows, lit the candles, and carefully looked at the long-known evil sword spectrum by the firelight, but found that although this is called the sword method, it is actually an extremely strange internal strength method, which densely records the practice route of the sword technique, which is somewhat similar to the sword technique in the previous life of the night wind, which also gave the night wind a great inspiration, after all, the general internal strength is now mostly static power, and he found that the evil sword book turned out to be a moving exercise.

Seeing this, he couldn't help but admire the founder of this martial art, Sunflower Ancestor, as far as he knew, the only kung fu that could combine movement and static in the rivers and lakes was Tai Chi, and the others were static gong, and the only thing that was moving was the sword technique to ward off evil spirits and Ling Bo Weibu.

However, when I saw the first few big words, "If you want to practice this skill, you must first go from the palace" The corners of Yefeng's mouth were slightly with a wicked smile, and he immediately took the robe in his hand and erased a few words.

After wiping it off, Night Wind smiled, memorized the cheats on the robe, wrapped it, put it in his arms, and said secretly in his heart: "I don't know if I give this thing to Yu Canghai, I don't know if he will change the ending of Xiaoao when he finishes it?"

Thinking about it, he blew out the candle, hung his sword in front of the bed, and lay down to sleep peacefully.

Early the next morning, as soon as Ye Feng got up, he was warmly invited by Lin Zhennan, came to a delicate living room and sat down, looking at only himself and Lin Zhennan, Ye Feng had some guesses in his heart, but he didn't dare to ask uncertainly: "I don't know what happened to Uncle Lin calling the juniors?"

Lin Zhennan's face turned red when he heard this, but he still pretended to smile and said: "Night nephew, the old man invited his nephew to come here today, just to ask his nephew, I don't know if the dog can worship under the gate of Huashan?"

Lin Zhennan's words made the night breeze slightly startled, could it be that Lin Zhennan discovered his purpose, but thinking that he hadn't shown the slightest trace in the past few days, he put his heart at ease and said suspiciously: "I don't know what Uncle Shi means?

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